Love Idealized

Love is kind, Love is blinding

Love can make you laugh, love can make you cry

Love can make you yell, love can make you sigh

But where does one draw the line between real love and what’s idealized

Pure love is real

Real love is pure

But when does one realize it’s okay to heal

And that true love can be their cure.

Sleepless nights

Losing your rights

Wanting to fight

because nothing seems right

Streaming tears

Reawakening fears

It’s time to hear the truth

Does he hit you or does he let you know he missed you?

Does he make sure you eat or is he out in the streets?

Does he neglect you or does he make others respect you?

Is his apology enough or is the relationship still rough?

Flashy jewelry, expensive bags

Sounds a lot better than walking around in rags

But once he gives you a piece of what he has

He acts like you weren’t your own person before the gags.

Happiness, protection

Sadness, aggression

Laughter and smiles

Tears of denial

After being denied

Late nights wondering why

Fat wet tears running down your eyes

You fantasize

About a house you can buy

And spend all your time

Then you look up and watch the birds fly

Imagining when you’ll find the right guy

You can’t help someone who doesn’t want to be helped

All you can do is focus on yourself

you spend all your time focused on everything else

But who’s going to worry about your health?